Southern Cookin

37

Club Vulgar

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After getting their make over's they went to Payton's house to get ready. Rogue had invited Remy knowing that Logan would follow him, Jean, Scott, Kitty, and Pete. Payton invited her boyfriend Eric and her 'friend' Tabatha along as well.

Tonight they were heading to Club Vulgar which was named that for a reason and Rogue felt it the perfect place to exact her revenge. Looking in the mirror Rogue almost couldn't recognize herself with the makeup and all. Then she put on her form fitting black and red leopard print short back out dress with a tie neck with a twist bust in the center to accent her goods.

"Well you're looking positively indecent tonight." Payton said walking into the room.

"And so do ya." Rogue looked at her friend. Payton had on a halter top back out denim suit that showed a lot of cleavage and had holes in the side of her pants legs with gold stilettos to match the gold band that went around her outfit like a belt.

"So what is the pla for tonight, besides enticing our boyfriends?"

"Yer jus gonna hav ta wait and see."

Glaring through her long layered locks, "You're no fun Rogue."

"Don't worry it want be much longer."

"So where are we meeting them at?"

"Club Vulgar duh."

"No silly I meant where IN Club Vulgar?"

"Oh the bar sounds nice, tat is if ya can handle ya liquor."

"I can handle don't worry."

Jean & Kitty

"Like oh my gosh this place is like so cool! I didn't know Rogue was into clubbing." Kitty smiled as her and Jean walked in followed by their dates. Both of the girls had their Bayville Siren hairstyles except Kitty had on a green off the shoulder dress with black saddle pumps while Jean was wearing a yellow tunic shirt dress with matching wedges.

Both of the guys were wearing blue jeans and a shirt. The only difference was that Pete looked like he was about to break out of his shirt at any second and Scott was wearing shades.

"Does anyone know where Anna is?" Gambit asked coming up behind then in black denim pants with a nice fitting red t shirt. Behind him was Eric who looked like he just came from a business meeting.

"Like I don't know." Kitty answered.

"Neither do I, she just called and asked us to meet her here." Jean clarified.

"Yeah that's what Payton told me as well. This better not be some kind of trick …" Eric started before being interrupted.

"No they're here all right." Logan said.

"Who invited you." Jean asked him with that 'f-off' glare.

"I did!" Tabatha said coming from behind Logan, "Well don't you all look nice this evening." She said mostly to Gambit.

Gambit instantly started scanning the crowd hoping that Rogue would just mystically emerge and save him from the Taby Cat when his phone vibrated in his pocket. Opening it up he read the message Rogue left him.

"I see you."

So he text her back, "Where are you?"

"At the bar waiting 4u" was her response quickly followed by, "Hurry up."

He did not to be told twice and turned instantly to the bar. Eric and the others followed. The bar was full except for two empty seats that sat next to each other. On either side of those were to beautiful woman. A red head and a brunette.

Smiling eric quickly sat next to Payton and Gambit sat next to Rogue. When Rogue turned to face him he was sure he was either going to faint or go to the bathroom to relieve the recent ache in his pants, but then she started talking.

"Hey Remy, wanta dance?"

"Or would you rather dance with me?" Tabatha added. Logan quickly removed his biker jacket and handed it to Rogue.

"Wat is tis fer Logan?"

"To cover yourself up Stripes. I don't want anyone to see you dressed like that!"

"How else do ya dress when ya go to a club? Tis aint exactly a catholic school Logan."

"Stripes I'm not gonna tell ya again."

"Relax Logan. We just want to have a little bit of fun." Payton said drinking.

"You're underage kid." Logan said too Payton.

"Logan I'm 23 years old. Eric lets dance!" she said pulling her more than willing boyfriend to the dance floor. Rogue grabbed Remy and the others followed suit minus Logan. Tabatha tried to dance with Gambit but he seemed to not realize she was there.

In fact he danced with her nonstop till she asked for a drink and came back to notice a few guys trying to take his place. So five unconscious men later Gambit was dancing with her. He never realized Rogue could be so sexy, but the last time she was being friendly he ended up in a fight with Logan. However, he was enjoying himself too much to think of consequences at the moment.

Logan watched as Remy's hands slid up and down her waist and gently grazed her in his opinion far to exposed chest. He could just hear his blood boil. All he was seeing was red.

Kitty and Jean kept shooting Rogue worried looks, they did not want Rogue's boyfriend to end up in a body bag.

"Hey Rems?"

"Oui?"

"I hav ta go ta te bathroom, Attendez-moi (wait for me)."

"When did ya start learnin French?" he questioned at her turning back as she left. Payton followed after her. He wondered what they were up to until she came by again.

"Tabatha leave me lone."

Bathroom

"Logan looks pissed, I kinda feel bad bout tis," Rogue started as she looked into the mirror, "However, he brought this upon himself!"

"And what is he bringing upon himself?"

"Patience Payton, patience."

"whatever kill joy."

The door opened and Kitty walked in with Jean.

"Like Rogue hurry up! Tabatha is like so all over your man!" Kitty nearly screeched.

"If you want we can get rid of her for you?" Jean suggested.

"Tat's my cue Payton … let's go." Rogue said followed by her posy of friends back to the dance floor. Rogue saw Tabatha trying desperately to grind against him and the happy look Logan was unsuccessfully hiding behind a glass of beer.

"Wait here. Payton, watch Logan."

Payton nodded as Rogue went straight for the dance floor wearing one of the scariest looks Gambit had ever scene on her face. He had a feeling that Rogue was going to kill him once she got to him. Logan was also thinking he had finally won. Downing his beer he decided to just sit back and watch the show.

Rogue had finally reached him. He quickly spattered on and on about how Tabatha was the guilty one contrary to popular belief.

"Shut up Remy!" she yelled at him. Instantly his bottom jaw reconnected with the top. She then pulled Tabatha to the side as if she were nothing before roughly grabbing Remy's shirt and pulling him towards her in a heated kiss.

Pete had the urge to look away. Kitty felt like she was watching a rated-R movie while at the same time mentally taking notes. What a kiss! Jean was smiling from cheek to cheek. She told Logan he would fail. Scott, as the leader, felt he should say something, but the words escaped him.

A good five or so minutes into that kiss Logan still hadn't moved until he heard a crack. He looked to his now empty left hand and beneath it saw his broken glass. He turned once again to look at Rogue for all his eyes could see was the blasphemy occurring in front of him.

Taking a deep breath his senses returned to him. He noticed Payton coming closer, probably to calm him down, which was the last thing he wanted. As she started to talk to him he elbowed her in the nose, pushed past her and the crowd, broke a chair over Eric, climbed over Pete, pulled Scott's shades off (his eyes were closed), and tossed him back into Jean to distract her. Although in his mind it seemed to take forever this all happened in a matter of seconds.

The blissful couple had had their eyes closed. Rogue gently opened her eyes in need of oxygen when she saw Logan lunge. She knew he was going to kill Remy and she would not let that happened. Before she had time to think it her body had moved in Logan's way.

Logan snapped out of it when he realized exactly whose chest he was going through. He blood slowly crawled down his blades to where they connected with his clenched fist and pooled on the floor. The other club occupants fled.

Gambit was behind Rogue. Sure Logan's claws had pierced him too, but it was nowhere near as severe as Rogue. Maybe just a few stitched he would be find, but looking at Rogue all he could think and or see was Rogue that day on the helicopter after Deathstrike attacked her. Her near lifeless body bleeding into his arms as he held her. The paleness of her skin and then anger set in. How the hell did he allow this to happen again!

Rogue had planned on simply kissing Gambit to show Logan something that would accept him. Many times Logan had attacked Gambit, but this was the first time he actually tried to lethally kill him. She wondered how her plan could have gone so wrong so fast. She also wondered why her vision was growing foggy.

Logan had been in shell shock until he smelt burning flesh. Realizing it was himself he retracted his claws and put himself out. Payton was looking uncharacteristically white; she normally had an orange hew. At that moment she looked more like the sun. Or more accurately a sun that wanted to kill Logan.

"Remy are you ok?" Tabatha asked as she sat beside him. He punched her square across the face heated before pulling Rogue back into his arms.

"I'm sorry Rogue, I let tis happen again … I'm so sorry." He whispered to her.

"Like what the hell is wrong with you Logan! I thought we were family you fucking animal!" kitty spat at him.

"I didn't mean to …" Logan started.

"Oh I know what you meant you jerk I like so totally hope she kills you! You deserve to die like the beast you are!," kitty yelled and seeing Logan's eyes were diverted to the floor she picked up a vase and threw it at him, "Look at me when I'm like fucking talking to you!" she screeched. Pete picked her up to calm her down glaring at Logan.

"Jean contact the Professor!" Scott ordered as he placed his glasses back upon his face.

"I told you Logan!" Jean decided it was her turn to shout.

"Jean!" Scott scolded her.

"No I have to say this," Jean said approaching him, "I told you that this would end badly. And no I didn't know you were going to hurt Rogue but if she dies you will live the rest of your sorry life knowing it was all your fault! You killed her! You did it! You're no better than Magneto in fact maybe you two should get together so you both can celebrate your success of breaking Rogue and Gambit up permanently!" Jean shouted. Logan growled at her.

Scott pulled jean behind him for safety. Eric was trying to calm his girlfriend. No one needed her to go into her supernova mode since the heat would instantly kill them.

"I'm sorry ok. You know I would never hurt Rogue!" Logan shouted at them.

"Vwe are not so sure of that." Pete spoke up.

"They'll forgive you. They no it was a mistake." Tabatha told Logan holding her cheek.

Gambit knew his anger had turned into something else. He could feel his whole body writhe with something. A something that was more than pure hate, anger, or guilt. It seemed whatever it was was radiating from his core. He could nearly feel his eyes burn.

"Rems what is wrong with you?" Payton asked. She had calmed and she noticed Gambit seemed to just be dark.

"Get out." He told her in a near whisper.

"But …"

"All of you get out!"

"I'm not going anywhere!" Logan told him while Payton ushered the others out.

Logan also noticed something was just wrong with him. He felt something … vile. After a moment or two he noticed that Gambit's hair had a slight rise to it making the hair on the back of his neck stand. Logan's instincts were telling him to leave. However, he took just two steps back. The last step landed on a few shards of a broken tequila bottle.

His eyes instantly opened at the noise. Deep glowing red eyes met with grey ones. Logan noticed that the ground around the pair had turned black. He watched as the darkness consumed Club Vulgar. It climbed from the floor to the ceiling and lastly the light fixtures. Logan didn't quite get what was going on but as he looked for Rogue all he could see was a pair of demon eyes before him.

"Where's Rogue!" Logan yelled to the eyes. As if he had rubbed a genie's lamp the room instantly turned red. Everything was covered in the color. It looked like dusk, when the clouds took on the last few colors of the rainbow before retreating into the night. It was almost beautiful. Almost. And as Logan looked forward he saw Rogue in his arms. Her body had a pink glow from all the red in the room, but she was not touched by it.

The black had retreated to Gambit mostly. Putting two and two together he realized what Gumbo was about to do and made a break for the door.

"I should go back in there." Payton said however Eric refused to let go of her.

"He asked us to stay outside for a reason."

Payton tried pleading to him with her eyes. Defeated he let her go when the club just completely exploded.

"Gambit ,Rogue!"

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Ohh a cliff hanger. Haven't left yall one of those in a while …..

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